Evenxiety has taken me hostage... Depression has locked me in its cage... And insomnia is carrying me in its arms as all of them had worked together to capture me because they felt they should cave in on a random person and it just had to be me... Yeah, suicidal thoughts visit me every once in awhile but I will be a-ok. I dont plan on doing anything bad to myself because I can't. The feeling of being scared of going back to cutting myself has started to stalk me but its also the fear of dying followed by suicidal thoughts trapped in my mind, going on in my head. I dont want to deal with these feelings but thats what ive been given. It is probably a punishment. Maybe I am being bullied because i did something bad to them. Who knows? They arent jelouse because i know I am ugly and i have nothing to be jealous about. In my head anxiety fights depression as insomnia helps them both. Every day feels like a living hell even if its "the best day on earth". I wish my life was better.